If you’re going to break my heart, be gentle.
It doesn’t have to end in chaos and tears, there doesn’t need to be raised voices and slamming doors.
Stop the roaring fires, stop the traffic and quietly give my heart back to me.
Time isn’t a guarantee, and forever is a big promise to make, one I never expected you to keep.
Don’t be in a hurry to forget me, we taught each other so many things over the years, things that changed my point of view, things that changed me.
We walked this road together for a long time my love, but sometimes life leads us apart. I won’t soon forget the look in your eye when you woke up in the mornings, or the way you held my hand. Years from now I’ll smell your aftershave on the street and I’ll search for your eyes. Hopeful and heavy hearted I’ll hope to see you standing there, looking every bit as beautiful as the bright eyed nineteen year old you were when I met you. But you’ll be gone, long gone.
Maybe one day we can make this right, and live the life we dreamed of together. But as for right now, there’s lessons in this life we have to learn alone.
And while this hurts so much more than I ever thought it could, I’m grateful that I lived a part of my life with you.
Wild, crazy and unconditionally I loved you. So I leave you saying thank you, for making me a better person, for showing me what real love was.
You were my best three years.
Please, don’t go. Please baby, stay.